Miss, don't be fierce

Poor little girl is called Mo Xian, why is she called Mo Xian?

It's a long story. On the wedding night, Aunt Mo saw that her husband looked like Pan An, handsome and unrestrained, and she secretly rejoiced that she was lucky enough to marry such a handsome man.

But Aunt Mo never imagined that this man, who is more beautiful than a woman and has a softer temper than anyone else, is a complete waste.The newlyweds had no work for more than half a year. Seeing that the dowry they brought would be empty, they persuaded their husband to go to the fields to do some farm work. Mo Zisheng's eyelashes were longer than women's, and his big and beautiful eyes were a little wet. Aunt Demo was a bit reluctant, the only good thing about this useless man was to listen to his wife, even though there were hundreds of thousands of people who were reluctant, he still obeyed and went to the fields.However, he was fainted in the field by the sun on the spot.Aunt Mo did not expect her husband to be so delicate. He can't do martial arts, but he can do a little bit of literature. She used all the dowry money for her husband's education, but not long after, her husband was driven back.

"I have never seen such a stupid person. Originally, the teacher did not choose the student, but in order to avoid insulting the teacher in the future, you should go back as soon as possible." The well-known and respected teacher in the village said so, and Aunt Mo was the only one. All hope is lost.

I wanted to blame my husband, but before I could say it, my husband looked guilty, the corners of his eyes seemed to be wet again, and he looked so pitiful that Aunt Mo's words of reproach were stuck in his throat.Wen can't read poems, Wu can't carry a hoe, Wen can't, Wu can't, the only thing that can do it is that face that is more handsome than himself, with a good temper, whatever you say to him, you can always do it, but you can't do anything. No, Aunt Mo looked at it, sighed, well, let's accept fate, started to make a living, and started to be busy with life.

After giving birth to a daughter, she was afraid that her daughter would be born like her father, who would not know anything at home, so she named her Mo Xian, and Mo Xian was doomed to work hard all her life.Maybe the name really has some effect. This child has been sensible since he was a child, and he can also share some housework, but after all, he is too young to play much role.Aunt Mo is a weak woman who bears the heavy burden of life. After years of overwork, she is sick from overwork. It seems that she can't last tonight.

"Xian'er, you have to take good care of your father in the future, he doesn't know anything, I'm afraid he will suffer..." Aunt Mo is most worried about her ineffective husband, and occasionally hates iron and steel, but she is really sincere. Really love that man who knows nothing.

Mo Xian was taken aback for a moment. Didn't other people's families ask the adults to take good care of the children when they confessed their last words?Why, she has to do it the other way around, to take care of that useless father?Mo Xian raised his head and glared at Mo Zisheng. Mo Zisheng lowered his head in shame after being stared at. Mo Xian glanced at his mother again. The pleading look on his mother's face made Mo Xian unable to bear to refuse.

Mo Xian gritted his teeth: "Okay, I will take good care of Dad!" He reluctantly agreed.

"Xian'er is definitely more capable than your father...Your father will leave it to you...I'm relieved..." Aunt Mo left with peace of mind after saying this.

Mo Xian looked at his mother who had died, and cried out in sadness. No matter how she looked at the man who cried louder and exaggeratedly than himself, she didn't like it. How could his mother's heart be so biased?Only mother regards that useless father as a treasure, if it were her own, she would have divorced the useless father, so as not to drag herself down.Well, from now on, this waste material is his own responsibility. Thinking of this, Mo Xian felt that the future was bleak, so he cried even louder.

Children from poor families headed home earlier, especially Mo Xian, who had a father who was not involved in childbirth, even earlier.

With the devil-like training mode, Mo Xian finally got his father to sew clothes for the training meeting, although his father protested countless times during that process, just like now.

"Xian'er, Xiu'er would never let me do these things. Look, my hands are bleeding. If Xiu'er is here..." Mo Zisheng's voice became softer, because Xian'er's eyes glowed fiercely, It made Mo Zisheng a little scared. Mo Zisheng felt that the life after his wife's death became very sad. His hands hurt so much from the needles, his stomach was so hungry, and he wanted to cry...

It's okay not to say, but Mo Xian gets angry when he mentions it. A 30-year-old man's hands are as tender as tofu, and he is only eight years old, and his hands are already rough.In the past, my mother spoiled this waste material too much, so that it became more and more waste material.

But he was only asked to sew and mend and do the easiest work, and he still looked like he was dying. He had to wash clothes, chop vegetables, carry water, cook, find work, and steal. Doing some dishonorable things is enough to support this man who can eat but is incomparably useless. He is eight years old, and no one believes him when he stands up.Thin and shriveled, it doesn't look like he was born to this man who is golden on the outside and rotten on the inside.She ate one meal a day and asked this man to eat two. She didn't complain yet, but he complained to himself first, making it look like he was abusing him!

"Xian'er, I'm so hungry..." Mo Zisheng felt that he was going to faint from hunger, and looked at Mo Xian with pitiful eyes.

"It's been less than three hours since you've eaten. You'll eat it in the evening." Mo Xian flatly refused. She hasn't eaten until now, and she's almost starving.

"When Xiu'er was here, she never made me hungry..." Mo Zisheng wanted to be a dead lady.

"You still dare to mention my mother. If it weren't for your incompetence, would my mother starve to death? I have never seen such a useless man like you. You look like a dog, but you don't know anything. You are not ashamed. I'm ashamed for you, you look like a human being, why don't you just make a fool of yourself." Mo Xian taught her father the same way she taught her son, she has the air of a little grown-up, and she doesn't want to argue with her, how could she do such a thing? Where is dad?

Mo Zi's biological father bowed his head in shame and twitched his fingers like a woman. Mo Xian's affection for men was ruined by her father.Mo Xian sighed, rotten wood can't be carved, forget it, scolding is too fierce, mother will get angry with herself, when mother was alive, she was never cruel to her useless father.

"Okay, hold on for a while, I'll buy rice tonight, and I'm going out to cut firewood." Mo Xian waved his hand and went out.

Long-term malnutrition, the thin, dry and dark little girl is really ugly, Mo Xian looked at his reflection in the river, and sighed, the life was really hard, and he was so hungry, Mo Xian picked a few wild fruits to satisfy his hunger, Then I started chopping firewood, my thin body is quite vigorous.

After selling the chopped firewood, I bought three steamed buns, which was only enough to buy three. Her father had two, and she only had one. She didn't want to cook today, and she was too tired, so she spent a bit of extravagance.

But when she came home, she found that her father was gone, and she left the book and ran away from home. Mo Xian didn't even read it, and threw it on the ground. Anyway, she couldn't read, and it wasn't the first time. I got nervous for a while, and let others see what was written in the crooked, earthworm-like characters, and then simply stopped reading.

It's not that she looks down on her father, but that her father is really useless. The first time he left home, he came back by himself in less than five hours. The second time he only survived one night and came back. The third time still……

Mo Xian was also secretly happy that he was finally able to eat tonight, and his life alone was really happy. Her father ran away from home, so let's be more energetic and go away for a few more days.

Mo Xian didn't expect her father to play for real this time. Seven days passed and her father still didn't come back. She became a little worried and started to look for it. Confession at the grave, "Mom, I'm sorry for you, I didn't follow your last wish to take good care of Dad, and lost Dad..." Mo Xian cried miserably.

Although that father, it is useless to want to slap him, but after all, he is his only family member. Mo Xian is really afraid that the person who has the only connection with him will also disappear.She would rather continue to raise her extremely useless father than lose her father.

Just when Mo Xian was crying miserably, Mo Zisheng came back suddenly, dressed in fancy and expensive clothes, and with his own handsome face, he really looked like a son-in-law, so Mo Xian almost couldn't recognize him.

When Mo Xian recognized her, she cried in a mess. It was more miserable than when her mother died. There was nothing she could do. After her mother died, she felt that her mother was relieved. Her father was about to be lost. She felt that she was sorry for her mother. And the center of gravity of life is gone all of a sudden.

"Where did you die?" Mo Xian asked with a nasal voice.

Mo Zisheng said that he fainted from hunger on the road, and was rescued by the wife of a wealthy family. The wife of that family had lost her husband for many years, and Mo Zisheng promised to repay his kindness with his body.Mo Zisheng gave a brief overview of what happened this month, and when he said it, his face was still a little blush.

He said that there was a daughter at home, and his wife was very nice, so he asked him to go home and pick up his daughter.

Mo Xian looked at his father, his face turned ruddy a lot, his handsome face became even more handsome, and he still looks like a man in clothes, it seems that he is living a good life as a married woman, her father hooked up a rich widow, haha, That's okay, follow his father to that rich family to enjoy the blessings.

Mo Xian followed Mo Zisheng into the city, the first time he entered the city, and found that the city was so prosperous, Mo Xian was very excited, but his legs were weak at the door of the big family that her father mentioned, which was worse than all the people passing by. They are all rich, and Mo Xian couldn't believe that her father married into such a rich family.

Mo Xian pulled off his father's sleeve anxiously.

"Father, did you go to the wrong place?" Mo Xian couldn't believe that her father was so promising this time.

"Going right." Her father knocked on the door, and the gatekeeper let them in, and he was respectful to her father. Her father walked naturally, but Mo Xian held her father tightly so that his legs would not go weak. Her father was really strong this time.